7 Years

My husband and I celebrated our 7th wedding anniversary this week. We didn’t used to celebrate. I don’t think there was an active reason behind it. We just didn’t. We started a couple of years ago and I’m glad because we should celebrate.

We made it another year! *high five*

I wanted to commemorate the occasion on the blog for a few reasons:

1. It’s my blog and I can do what I want.

2. My content is a little light.


When I first started writing this post, I intended it to be a list of things I’ve learned in our marriage. The list was short but heavy. I decided to scrap the idea. The second draft was shorter than the first and I intended for it to be relatable: We’re not perfect and neither is our love but yay us! That somehow felt not quite right either. Maybe I’ll get it right on the third draft?

The truth is…I’ve learned a lot about myself, about him, about us, about the world, about my relationships with other people…all through the (not so) simple act of being married. Some lessons have been easy and fun, others have been tough and painful but I am oh so grateful for every single second, every single tear, every single laugh, every single “I love you,” and every single “I don’t want to talk to you right now.”


I am filled with so much thanksgiving:

I am thankful that God brought us together and provided the ultimate example of love. It is only because He loved us that we can love each other.

I am thankful that 20 years ago, my dad asked my mom out for coffee and started the wheel of change that would end up being my example of love, kindness, and respect for your partner. It’s an example I hadn’t had before he walked in.

I am thankful that Lu saved me and continues to save me every day.

I am thankful that he believed in me and encouraged me enough for the both of us, back when I didn’t know how to do it for myself. I don’t doubt that I can, anymore, because he always knew I could.

I am thankful for the inside jokes, and silliness, and laughs that are deep enough to heal and strong enough to (physically) hurt.

I am thankful for the metaphorical dance we do; the dance that only comes with time and trial and error. He knows when to give me space and when to hold me closer. He knows when to make me laugh and when to ask “What’s wrong?” He can identify “Heavy Boots” better than I can and knows how to take them off with ease.  

I am thankful for the literal dance we do. He loves to shake it on the dancefloor with me. Could I ask for anything more?


Marriage is hard but more than that it’s fun and worth it.

I found the person who is inadvertently helping me reach my full potential. I was in a million pieces when we got together and I’m in a lot less pieces now.

I think Amal Clooney said it best:

Gosh, I’m having a lot of fun.


When we tell people we met in high school, they usually ask if we were high school sweethearts. We weren’t. If our future children ask, I’ll totally lie and say we were.
Post-Ceremony, Pre-Reception. First Selfies as a married couple.
NYE silliness in the mother-in-law’s kitchen…one of my favorite places to be.
Our first visit to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter. I cried. He hugged me. We drank Butterbeer.
One of my favorite pictures of us ever.
I decided I would do the Spartan Race and he supported me (emotionally and physically) during the whole training process. He then surprised me by running the Race with me. Talk about AMAZING.
Our most recent selfie at the sister-in-law’s Quinceañera. Best dance partner a gal could ask for.


  1. Love you both so much! I love how in love you are and show such an example of God and his work, tenderness, and love. You are a true gem and so important to me. Thank you for sharing your journey! Xoxoxo ❤️

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